Here comes the judge
Yesterday Rod and I went to court over a crazy cab ride that occurred on
October 20th.
Rod and Philip and I had just left a cozy dinner at Park Avenue Bistro after touring the International Antiques Fair.
I waved down the cab, we told him where we were going (home) and Philip politely closed the partition so we could have a private conversation. At this point the cab driver slams on the breaks, throws the partition back open and starts cussing at us telling us it is his right to open and close the partition.
PHJ said, "Just shut up and drive!"
He sped over to Madison and pulled up next to some police and told them we refused to pay him.
They sided with him! As soon as I pointed out that his medallion number was not showing he slipped it in. Sneaky.
We were so mad and flustered so we called 311 and made a court date.
Rod and I arrive and state our case.
Then the driver states his. Here is what he said:
This man here stopped my cab by swinging his leg out at me like a lady from the 1950's movie time! (Untrue)
Then he gets in and calls me sister! (Um, er, ok, true)
Then his friend the English man punches my window! (Untrue)
He punches and punches and cusses me out and says many bad words! (Untrue)
I stop the cops and they handcuff the English man! (Untrue)
Then this man here begins swinging a dildo around! (WHAT?!)
Where did this come from????
After he is done I get to ask him questions.
Sir did you or did you not have your medallion in its proper place? Yes!
Did you in fact see my friend in handcuffs? Yes!
And did you just say I was swinging a dildo around in the back of your cab?! Yes!
Dear Sir, we had just left the International Antiques Fair and I assure you there were no dildos for sale. If there were however, it may just be a more popular event.
I thought the judge was going to bust a gut.
We leave and he was found guilty or not guilty. I get a letter in the mail to find out.
Would that only happen to me and Rod or what?
October 20th.
Rod and Philip and I had just left a cozy dinner at Park Avenue Bistro after touring the International Antiques Fair.
I waved down the cab, we told him where we were going (home) and Philip politely closed the partition so we could have a private conversation. At this point the cab driver slams on the breaks, throws the partition back open and starts cussing at us telling us it is his right to open and close the partition.
PHJ said, "Just shut up and drive!"
He sped over to Madison and pulled up next to some police and told them we refused to pay him.
They sided with him! As soon as I pointed out that his medallion number was not showing he slipped it in. Sneaky.
We were so mad and flustered so we called 311 and made a court date.
Rod and I arrive and state our case.
Then the driver states his. Here is what he said:
This man here stopped my cab by swinging his leg out at me like a lady from the 1950's movie time! (Untrue)
Then he gets in and calls me sister! (Um, er, ok, true)
Then his friend the English man punches my window! (Untrue)
He punches and punches and cusses me out and says many bad words! (Untrue)
I stop the cops and they handcuff the English man! (Untrue)
Then this man here begins swinging a dildo around! (WHAT?!)
Where did this come from????
After he is done I get to ask him questions.
Sir did you or did you not have your medallion in its proper place? Yes!
Did you in fact see my friend in handcuffs? Yes!
And did you just say I was swinging a dildo around in the back of your cab?! Yes!
Dear Sir, we had just left the International Antiques Fair and I assure you there were no dildos for sale. If there were however, it may just be a more popular event.
I thought the judge was going to bust a gut.
We leave and he was found guilty or not guilty. I get a letter in the mail to find out.
Would that only happen to me and Rod or what?